David Livingston Songtext
von Jon Bryant

You be a mystery and I will uncover the truth
You be the and I′ll be the verse to go through
You be the dynamite blasting away at the walls we take apart
You be Dave Livingstone and I'll be his African heart
You be my walker and stay with me as I grow frail
You be the wind and direct me when I lose the sail
You be the resonance pulsing through every nerve that fails my knees
And you be John Lennon and I′ll be the word that he sees
Sweet midsummer nights
With you in my life
With you in my life
(Interlude)


You be a flask and I'll be the comfort you hold
You can be stranded and I'll bring you in from the cold
You be the ambulance racing you back down that old familiar road
You be Theresa and I′ll be your hands to the poor
Sweet midsummer nights
You′re in my life
You are in my life
You be a train track, and I'll never leave you for long
You be the new land, and I′ll plot my home in your arms
You be the coffee that brings me to life in the early winter blue
You be my lady and I'll be your man through and through
You be my lady and I′ll be your man through and through